"Ah!"
Li Xuancang had barely left when furious cries from the Barbarian camp pierced the night sky.
No one had expected Li Xuancang to return after leaving and strike a killing blow from behind.
"What do we do? Li Xuancang could come again at any moment. We can't guard against him!"
Everyone was restless and uneasy, worried that Li Xuancang would strike again.
Tuoba Shou's bloody example lay right before their eyes, chilling them to the bone.
"We'll take turns keeping watch. If Li Xuancang dares to come, we'll make sure he never returns."
For the moment, no one could think of a better solution. They could only take turns standing watch, wary of Li Xuancang charging in to kill.
Over the next few days, the Barbarian army was thrown into panic, with everyone fearing for their own safety.
At first, they believed Li Xuancang would only strike at night. Yet he utterly refused to play by the rules, sometimes even charging into the camp in broad daylight.
Relying on his formidable body, he rampaged through their ranks. He did not merely target Astral Qi Realm experts; he also slaughtered Blood Condensation Realm generals.
He acted decisively. Once he struck, whether or not he killed his target, he never lingered for even a moment, swiftly retreating without giving the Barbarian army a chance to encircle him.
Five days passed. The Barbarians were run ragged, their Astral Qi Realm experts dared not travel alone, and they could neither sleep nor eat in peace.
More than twenty Blood Condensation Realm cultivators had died at Li Xuancang's hands, along with over seven hundred soldiers. The morale of the entire camp had collapsed, and everyone lived on edge, terrified that Li Xuancang might suddenly come to kill them at any time.
"Withdraw!"
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